Enjoying the outdoors...

James pretending to be a beaver.
James says to Daddy, "Don't throw me in!"
Will only sucks his thumb when he's by himself or someone besides Mommy is holding him.
Happy guy.

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Yesterday I attempted to make a real meal, my first since Will has been born. (Well, I did make a couple other meals the first week, but decided I was insane). I was making chicken and rice. I had it ready to pop in the hot oven. I opened the door and while inserting the chicken, the oven door shut on me and I dumped the dish all over the inside of the oven/floor. Very upsetting.
This meant:
I spent 20 minutes cleaning up the mess.
Extra time figuring out supper.
I had to clean a burnt pan (I just threw what was left into the oven and there wasn't enough liquid).
My nail file kit fell into the pan that was soaking. (We don't have a kitchen sink currently so we do dishes in the bathroom).
Angry about this I stormed outside to shut the sandbox and take in the lawn mower before dark and stubbed my toe on the way back inside.
I dripped blood all over the floor, but didn't stop to take care of my toe because Will woke up crying. I wanted to cry too.

The lesson:
Maybe I won't cook again until our kitchen is finished and Will is at least hmm... 6 years old - I mean 6 weeks old.